Taichu Yandao: Starting from the Villain

In the evening of that day, Li Wujiu, who had been waiting all day, went to wait under the willow tree early. He saw many broken branches under the willow tree, frowned slightly, and thought to himself:

"What if Junjun is tripped?"

The nickname Junjun was given by himself, but he only dared to think about it in his heart and had never told it to anyone.

He bent down, picked up all the broken branches, and threw them a hundred steps away before he stopped.

When he returned to the willow tree, he felt that the handles of the two swords were a little dirty. He sat down on the flower bed surrounding the willow tree, took out a handkerchief and wiped them carefully.

He wiped it carefully, and suddenly a voice sounded beside him:

"Ha! What are you doing?"

Li Wujiu was startled, but a smile immediately appeared on his face. He looked up quickly and found that in addition to seeing the person he was thinking about, there was another person next to him.

"Lily, do you remember?" Gu Yanjun said while pulling someone.

After not seeing each other for a few years, Lan Baihe has grown taller than Li Wujiu. He has a sturdy build and can fit two Gu Yanjuns in one place.

Li Wujiu took a long time to recognize this as his old friend, so he said:

"Hello...it's been a long time."

Lan Baihe didn't say anything and there was no expression on her face, which was very strange.

"Can we learn swordsmanship together?" Gu Yanjun was very interested and seemed happier than usual.

"Okay...but I have to start from the beginning."

"No problem..." said Gu Yanjun.

"No need, just continue, I'll watch." Lan Baili suddenly spoke.

"Well...that's fine, Wujiu, let's continue!" said Gu Yanjun.

Li Wujiu didn't think much about it. He picked up the knife and made a starting posture to practice.

The key to Golden Knife Flying Snow lies in the word "break". According to the description in the golden pages, it is the world's best method of striking back and winning. When practiced to the extreme, one swing of the knife can break the opponent's attack.

Although Li Wujiu had obtained the methods in the golden pages, he seemed to be enveloped by a ball of golden light in his sea of ​​consciousness. In the beginning, he only started with some basic chopping, slashing, poking, stabbing, and intercepting. Whenever he had a new insight, he would demonstrate the next step of the method.

Therefore, at this stage, he could only teach Gu Yanjun some basic moves, but compared with the almost primitive swordsmanship in the village, it was much more powerful.

The mere fact that the sword energy could hurt people from a distance made Gu Yanjun extremely amazed.

The two men held a one-foot-long dagger and practiced for a while. Then Gu Yanjun gathered the sword's strength, shouted loudly, and slashed out with the sword.

A flash of cold light flashed, and a sharp blade energy rushed straight towards the willow tree, leaving a palm-long and half-inch deep scar on the trunk.

"It's done!" Gu Yanjun was overjoyed and danced with excitement.

"Congratulations, Junjun!" Li Wujiu was also extremely excited, and accidentally called out the nickname hidden in his heart.

He regretted it the moment he shouted it out, his cheeks flushed, and his heart was filled with anxiety:

"Did she hear it? Oh, you are too shameless!"

Li Wujiu stole a glance at the other party, but saw Gu Yanjun running straight towards the tree trunk, as if she hadn't heard what he said at all. He heaved a sigh of relief, thinking he could get away with it, but suddenly he heard Lan Baihe say not far away:

"Li Wujiu, how about we have a sparring match? My family has a set of boxing skills passed down from our ancestors. Let's see who is better."

Li Wujiu raised his eyebrows and didn't want to respond, but he saw Gu Yanjun turned around and smiled:

"Let's compete. You have just broken through to the fourth level of Qi training, and he has been practicing the fifth level for many years. How can you be his opponent?"

This was the truth, but Lan Baili was furious, raised her fist, and ran straight towards Li Wujiu.

Li Wujiu was shocked, not knowing what was going on. Although he had a high level of cultivation and was skilled in swordsmanship, he had never fought with anyone before, so he had to dodge quickly.

Gu Yanjun didn't expect the two of them to suddenly fight each other, and said anxiously:

"Wujiu, throw away the knife quickly. Her realm is lower than yours, so you must not hurt her."

Li Wujiu didn't think much about it, he threw the knife aside and fought with the opponent relying only on his body skills.

However, after a while, he secretly regretted it. The opponent was of burly build, and each of his punches was full of force. Although he was one level higher than the opponent, he was no match for him with his bare hands.

Lan Baili raised the corner of her mouth, and every punch was aimed at the opponent's vital points, without any hesitation at all.

"Stop it now, stop fighting." Gu Yanjun looked shocked.

Li Wujiu retreated again and again. He had no intention of trying, but the other party kept chasing him, treating him like an enemy.

Two bangs were heard and Li Wujiu felt a piercing pain and almost fainted. However, at this moment, a huge fist came towards his face again.

At the critical moment, out of the instinct of self-preservation, Li Wujiu raised his right hand and chopped forward with a knife.

There was no knife in his hand, but a faint golden knife shadow appeared, emitting a sharp knife energy, heading straight for Lan Baili's fist.

"Ah!" A scream rang out, and Lan Baili fell to the ground, with blood gushing from her right hand.

Gu Yanjun looked panicked and hurried to Lan Baihe, tore off the corner of her clothes and pressed on her wound.

Li Wujiu had just recovered from his shock and wanted to go over to help, but Gu Yanjun pushed him away and said angrily:

"Go away. I didn't expect you to be such a cruel person. She is obviously not as advanced as you."

Li Wujiu had never seen Gu Yanjun's eyes like this before, and he regretted it deeply. He wanted to explain, but after holding it in for a long time, he could only say:

"Sorry, I……"

"Get out of the way!" Gu Yanjun helped Lan Baihe up and shouted angrily.

Li Wujiu stood there in a daze until the two men disappeared into the night, then he sat down on the ground dejectedly, as if his soul had been taken away.

The next day, Li Wujiu arrived under the willow tree early. He thought of many words to explain, hoping that the other party would forgive him tonight. However, until the moon rose, Gu Yanjun did not show up.

On the third day, Gu Yanjun still didn't show up. When the moon climbed up to the middle of the sky, he had no choice but to walk home with a depressed look on his face.

On the way back, as if guided by an invisible magical force, Li Wujiu walked around the village in a big circle, almost to the doorstep of Gu Yanjun's house.

Every time he passed a street corner, he fantasized that Gu Yanjun would appear, but in the silent night, he could often only hear his own sighs.

After countless disappointments, I bumped into a woman when I turned a corner.

"Isn't this Wujiu? I remember your home is in the east of the village. Why are you here so late at night?" said the woman.

"I...I...um...I was taking a walk. I slept too much during the day." Li Wujiu thought of an excuse in a hurry.

"Take a walk? Then why are you sweating so much? Is there really nothing wrong? If you have anything to say, tell your aunt. Your mother is busy and it is inevitable that she will not be able to take care of you brothers."

"No, I just ran a few laps. Well, it's getting late, so I'll go back first." After Li Wujiu finished explaining, he ran, faster than a rabbit.

After turning several streets and completely out of sight of the old woman, he stopped, looked in the direction of Gu Yanjun's house again, sighed, and walked towards home.

On the fourth day, Li Wujiu, who had been worried for several days, looked very haggard. Combined with his already snow-white skin, he really looked a bit like a white-faced ghost.

After breakfast, Yun Haiying brought back a cart of pig feed, put it in the yard, and said:

"Xue'er, come and help me. Cut the feed for the second and third fertilizers this morning."

Li Wujiu came out of the house like a zombie, took out a guillotine and a large wooden basin, and started cutting grass for pigs in the yard.

He cut for a while, then stood there in a daze, his hand holding the knife handle, suspended in mid-air.

Yun Haiying saw this, frowned slightly, and reminded:

"What are you thinking about? Don't cut your hand. Pay attention!"

"Cut, cut, cut, cut it yourself!" Li Wujiu put down the guillotine and ran out of the yard angrily.

Yun Haiying was puzzled and didn't know what was going on. When he saw Yun Tian coming out of the main hall, he asked:

"What's wrong with your brother? He's not even grown up yet, but he's already got a bad temper."

"Mom, he will be fourteen next year, he is old enough."

Yun Haiying was startled and suddenly realized something. She no longer took the matter to heart and sat down in front of the chopper to start cutting grass for the pigs.

Li Wujiu went out for a walk for half a day and returned home after lunch. He knew that what he did was wrong, but he didn't want to apologize. He secretly ate a few mouthfuls of rice in the kitchen and returned to his room.

When the sun was about to set, Li Wujiu's door opened a crack. He stuck his head out and looked around. After making sure that there was no one in the yard, he immediately rushed out like a mouse.

As soon as Li Wujiu's back disappeared at the door, Yun Haiying came out from behind the kitchen. He had an expressionless face and was walking far behind Li Wujiu.

The mother and son walked one after the other, and soon arrived under the willow tree in the west of the village.

The breeze blew the willow branches gently. Li Wujiu was no longer the same as he was during the day. He was wearing a green suit with two short knives hanging around his waist. He looked very energetic.

"This kid... is in trouble!" Yun Haiying hid in the dark and observed quietly.

After a while, she saw a young girl appear on the main street, and her son was overjoyed and hurried to meet her.

"Whose girl is this?" Yun Haiying frowned slightly, and carefully recalled every household in the village. She pondered for a moment, and suddenly a very annoying name popped up in her mind:

Gu Jinfeng!

They look alike, very similar, especially those almond-shaped eyes. Most members of the Gu family look like that.

Yun Haiying was in a state of confusion. She gripped the millstone tighter and tighter, and finally, with a bang, she pinched off a corner.

She almost rushed out, but finally held back and left quietly.

Not far away, Li Wujiu was completely unaware of this. He ran to Gu Yanjun and said like a wronged child:

"I thought you weren't coming!"

Gu Yanjun had a blank expression on her face. She took out a sesame pancake and handed it to Li Wujiu.

"I broke my promise these past two days, this is compensation."

Li Wujiu had been thinking about how to apologize these days. When he saw the other party took out a sesame cake, he was at a loss for words and said:

"I'm sorry... I didn't mean to do that that day. I was just impulsive..."

"It's okay, she just got a cut." Gu Yanjun stuffed the pancake into Li Wujiu's hand and continued walking towards the willow tree.

"Have you forgiven me?" Li Wujiu smiled, and the gloom of the past few days was swept away.